“I said it, okay!? I properly replied, okay!?”
“Seems so.”
“With this, this conversation is fini-…”
“With this, we’re openly in love with each other, huh!”
Our levels of enthusiasm are a little different, but we can deal with that step by step…
And, I have no intention of letting the conversation finish like this.
I finally got a chance to hear the words I’ve been longing for from Camille’s mouth, after all.
“You, like me?”
“Like I said, I’ve already said it, haven’t I!?”
“Do you like me?”
“…I, I like you.”
As usual she’s averting her gaze with all she has, but her face is as red as a boiled octopus, so she’s probably saying this from the heart.
“Well then, can we kiss?”
“GUFUO-! Geho, gohoh-”
Why did she choke there?
…It’s Camille, so I guess it can’t be helped, huh? Honestly, she really is an expert at destroying the mood.
I love that kind of Camille even so, so there’s no way I can be shaken by this degree of coughing.
I’m prepared to accept her no matter how she is. It’s been ten years now, after all.
My first move is… interpreting that coughing as an ‘okay’, you know.
“I see, I see. So it’s okay, huh. Well then, I won’t hold back.”
“GEHO, GEHO-! Eh? Achille, I haven’t said a thing ye-… Nnnnnn-!”
Even though her mouth says various of things, when I actually kiss her, she goes docile. She says that it’s just being frozen from shock, though. There’s no real resistance either.
When it comes to her, if she really didn’t like it, on top of going on a rampage, she’d even start go berserk with magic, after all.
“Nn, Camille… so cute.”
“Hyaa-…! Nn-, Achille.”
Right now, there’s nobody but Camille and I in the carriage, and His Highness the peeping expert is under close guard and can’t freely move about.
Going by the speed of our carriage, we might reach the castle around noon tomorrow, huh…?
Knights who came to pick up His Highness, good job!